Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere
Just cant get my poorself together,
I'm weary all the time
So weary all the time.
Billie Holiday says it all -- a stormy night in Seattle. Bad weather shelters are open, bars are pretty empty. Tent City residents were huddled like drowning rats.
Took Ben with me. We were cautioned not to poke at the tarp in the HQ tent -- but it was so tempting, a big bulge of water hanging right over our head.
Hit three bars -- no action at one, very slow in Rat City tonight. But we puts in our time and we will surely get to be known better there.
Good luck Father Kim with the Garage sale tomorrow. Sun will shine in my back yard someday.